God, your chapter H has been locked by me

Wei Ning arrived home on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and went back to school on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month. His mother pinned her reluctance to him on three big boxes of New Year’s goods, and asked his father to deliver them to the door of the dormitory for him in a gold cup. When Wei Ning dragged a big cardboard box into the building, he felt like a landlord's son.

"Why doesn't your mother let your dad drive a truck, maybe it can pull two pigs!" The second child helped Wei Ning pull the box, complaining about him while pulling it.

"Pig your sister! My dad is so thick that even a red envelope can't seal your mouth! Let me see how much you tipped?" Wei Ning took out the red envelope from his second son's butt pocket and opened it: "Five hundred, I Fuck, it's robbery, this is it!" As he spoke, he immediately drew three Grandpa Mao cards and put them in his pocket.

"Fuck, Wei Ning doesn't take you like this, and the red envelopes also come with kickbacks? Is it easy for me to take care of you, a young man like you every day..."

"Fart!" Wei Ning raised his leg and kicked the second child's ass: "Are you fucking guilty when you say this? You take care of me? You changed the equipment of the protagonist in the game during the Chinese New Year, but you have no money to buy underwear My lord, I will wait for your care, I’ll be naked on the street long ago! I’ll save the three hundred for your emergency at the end of the month, so that you won’t be able to tell where to stretch your legs when the pants are so torn…”

"Damn! Don't take it apart!" The second child kicked open the door of the dormitory, kicked the box in, found that the computer button was shaking the window, and clicked on it, and a woman's roar came from inside.

"Brother, where did you die?"

"I'm releasing it publicly, pay attention to the influence, there are single males around me!"

"Brother Wei Ning?"

The younger sister's voice immediately changed 180°. Wei Ning smiled and called out to Xiaomeng: "I brought back a bunch of specialties from home, and I'll ask your brother to deliver some to you someday."

"Brother Wei Ning, you are so great!" The younger sister cheered: "It's much better than a brother who not only didn't bring me food, but also defaulted on my birthday present."

The second child was stunned for a moment, and suddenly slapped his forehead: "I wiped it, I forgot! I'll send it to you now!" As he spoke, he began to click the mouse rapidly, and Wei Ning saw him drag out a file beginning with BL from the folder. What kind of file, and asked casually: "What kind of unhealthy thing is this?"

The second child's fingers trembled, and he actually opened the file. It was a scene of a martial arts drama. When the male protagonist spoke, it was not the original sound, but a confession from the later dubbing.

And this confession, why is it a bit familiar?

Wei Ning was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that this seemed to be a classic line in Chong Er's "Boundless Wind and Moon"!

For a moment, he looked at the second child with a slightly subtle expression.

"This is a video made for her according to my sister's request." The second child quickly turned off the video and sent it to his sister. Wei Ning said "oh" and didn't ask any more questions. He divided the New Year's goods into three parts, and asked the second child to give one part to his sister. Take it away, keep one for the dormitory, and another...

"Yo, who is this for?" The second child thought of the last one.

"Can't I save enough for my future daughter-in-law?" Wei Ning sat down in front of the computer and opened Weibo.

"Then you need to find a doctor, *eating food can easily spoil your stomach."

"Get out!" Wei Ning put on the earphones.

"I picked it up, I'm asking you, who is it for?" The second child was still chasing after him, Wei Ning ignored him, until the second child pulled him, and then took off the earphones, Wei Ning looked at the second child, Suddenly, a particularly wretched smile appeared: "I didn't see it, my second son, your dubbing voice is quite sloppy!"

The second child suddenly stared, Wei Ning put the headset on for him, and a green sobbing sound came out of the headset immediately: "Brother Ge, I like you for a long, long time, and I have been waiting for you for a long, long time. Now, I want to leave, longer than a long, long time..."

The second child stared at Wei Ning's computer screen and instantly petrified.

Without such a cheating brother, his sister actually posted this video on Weibo in such a short while!

Wei Ning wanted to run on his second child, when his phone rang suddenly, and he saw the word editor on the screen, he was stunned for a moment, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.He sat up straight, took a sip of water, then picked up the phone, and yelled a very polite hello.

"Are you in the dormitory?" The chief editor's voice was filled with a smile, he seemed to be in a good mood, and his tone was very relaxed.

"Yeah." Wei Ning got up, opened the door and stood in the corridor: "What about you?"

"I just arrived too."

The startup music came from the phone, followed by the sound of typing on the keyboard. Wei Ning was stunned: "Is there a job?"

"Yeah." The editor-in-chief said, and the voice of receiving emails became the background music: "I'll let you go today, and prepare for overtime work tomorrow!"

"That... a lot of work? I can help too!"

"Not counting overtime pay."

"It's your treat."

"Buy what you like to eat yourself, and I'll reimburse you when you bring it." The editor-in-chief smiled: "I'll send the information to your company mailbox, and you download it and bring your notebook and earphones. Do you still know my family?"

"Ah."

"See you later, I'm hanging up."

The phone was cut off quickly, Wei Ning was still fluttering in his heart, he ran to the dormitory excitedly, and suddenly realized something, he was going to the editor's house?This is simply the rhythm of door-to-door delivery and free shipping!

At this moment, Wei Ning deeply reviewed his own roughness, being stupid.

It's not that he deliberately demonized the editor-in-chief, it's that he really can't stop himself from thinking too much... In other words, is it too late to regret it now?

At this time, the mobile phone received a text message from the editor-in-chief.

Bring me a Yuxi on the way.

Wei Ning sighed, it seemed that he didn't have enough time.

In order to save time, Wei Ning opened the mailbox to download the file package, and while tidying himself up, the second child saw his posture and became curious for a moment: "Which girl is asking you for sex? In such a hurry?"

"Get out!" Wei Ning rummaged through the cabinets, finally changed into a red and black striped hooded sweater, and tidied his hair. After the file was downloaded, Wei Ning was about to turn off the phone when he suddenly found that the file name was also BL.

"you this……"

Before the second child could finish speaking, Wei Ning forcibly shut down the phone, stuffed the laptop into the bag, put on the down jacket, threw up the schoolbag and ran outside.

"Hurry up to save mankind, you!" the second child shouted, scratching his neck.

Wei Ning looked down, no!Red sweater and blue jacket, add some yellow to match the three primary colors of Superman...

"You are more advanced than Shupoerman, yellow is built-in!" The second child laughed out loud.

Wei Ning gave him a middle finger with a dark face.

Wei Ning arrived at the editor-in-chief's house just at noon, bought Yuxi and KFC with his second child's spare money to buy pants, and when he stood at the editor-in-chief's door with his bag in his hand and rang the doorbell, Wei Ning suddenly felt special.

The door opened quickly. The editor-in-chief was dressed very homely. He was wearing a simple style and soft gray casual clothes, which highlighted his model figure. The editor-in-chief scratched his hair, feeling a little depressed: "Have you bought cigarettes?"

"Yeah." Wei Ning shook the bag, and the editor-in-chief took it away. He unpacked it impatiently, quickly put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. When the smoke came out, his eyebrows also stretched out, obviously a cigarette addiction Guilty.

"Change your shoes and come in." The editor-in-chief pointed to the white guest slippers at the door, took the KFC bag from Wei Ning's hand and put it on the dining table, and went to the window to smoke.

There was a laptop on the sofa, and a lot of empty coffee bags were thrown on the coffee table. There was a strong smell of coffee in the room. After Wei Ning changed his shoes, the editor-in-chief had already finished smoking a cigarette. Wei Ning pointed to the dining table: "eat first?"

The editor-in-chief smiled, and looked at Wei Ning with folded arms: "Didn't you say that you will be reimbursed? Just buy hormone chicken for me to eat? Or is it that you have a subtext... Are we *right?"

"..." Wei Ning was silent for a long time before muttering, "I can really ask you for money!"

The editor-in-chief came over, rubbed Wei Ning's head first, and then rummaged through the bag: "If you don't want it, I'll cash it in as a bonus and put it in your salary card."

"..." Wei Ning was silent again. I have to say that it is really convenient to find a relationship with your boss!

"By the way! I brought some other things here!" Wei Ning suddenly remembered the New Year's goods he had brought, and brought over the bag like a treasure. Inside were pickled pork, sausages, and meatballs at home: "My mother It’s made at the absolute restaurant standard, and I gain three catties every year when I go home!”

"You know how to do it?" The editor-in-chief stopped searching and looked at Wei Ning with anticipation in his eyes. Wei Ning suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and he laughed a bit: "Even if I know how, you have nothing to eat at home... "

The editor-in-chief suddenly went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and began to read: "Potatoes, tomatoes, carrots, celery..."

Wei Ning let out a long sigh: "So...do you have instant noodles?"

Facts have proved that it is more challenging for Wei Ning to tie a man's stomach than to tie a man's heart. At the same time, he is also deeply aware of how invaluable the skill of cooking is.At the very least, as long as he and the editor-in-chief know how to cook, it won't be like now, one person looks up recipes with a mobile phone, and one person studies how to cut meat so as not to chop hands...

"Here it is better to cut without thawing." The editor-in-chief pressed Wei Ning's hand: "Fingers curled up, the back of the knife against the knuckles." He said, grabbed Wei Ning's right hand and led him to cut a slice of beef When he got down, Wei Ning was also wrapped in his arms.

"Do you know how to cook?" Wei Ning ducked uncomfortably. The house has a full set of kitchen utensils and dishes, and he also knows how to use a knife. This shows that he is working every day!

"Haven't eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig run?" The editor-in-chief let go of his hand and let Wei Ning cut it himself. He wiped his hands and picked up his phone again to study.

Wei Ning glanced at the editor-in-chief, and suddenly realized a problem. The editor-in-chief is also in his thirties. The predecessors left...

For a while, Wei Ning felt uncomfortable.

The editor-in-chief took out a plate in a dignified manner, spread lettuce leaves on it, then stacked the meatballs one by one, steamed them in the electric steamer, and turned to look at Wei Ning, who was competing with sauced beef. The face is almost attached to the chopping board, and the cut slices are still like slices of bread.

Wei Ning had already fought hard with beef, and now he forgot about the uncomfortable feeling just now, and was sweating from anxiety, when suddenly someone came up behind him and his hands were grabbed, the editor-in-chief couldn't help laughing: "Stand good."

Wei Ning straightened up embarrassingly, the editor-in-chief pressed his chin on his shoulder, and led him to finish cutting the remaining beef.

"I think I'm still cooking the noodles, right?" Wei Ning turned his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against the editor-in-chief. He was taken aback, and was about to look away when the editor-in-chief suddenly kissed him in this gesture.

"Hmm..." Wei Ning wanted to push him away, but because his hands were full of oil, he couldn't touch them. The editor-in-chief didn't like kisses that were superficial, and every time they were kisses with tongue, Wei Ning quickly let out an unbearable murmur, and the editor-in-chief went smoothly Grabbing the apron hanging on the wall, the moment the lips parted, the apron slipped over Wei Ning's head, and the strap was hastily tied behind him. The editor-in-chief put the greasy index and middle fingers of his left hand on Wei Ning's lips, Pressed his lips lightly.

Is this going to be too much...

Wei Ning shut his mouth tightly, and the editor-in-chief immediately bit his earlobe in dissatisfaction. Taking advantage of his pain, he slid his fingers into his mouth, clamped his tongue and teased him, Wei Ning immediately struggled, the editor-in-chief grabbed his hand, and pressed On the apron: "Wipe off the oil first." As he said, he led Wei Ning's hands to rub up and down on the chest and abdomen, and the palms were firmly pressed against his body. Rubbing like this is obviously touching himself, where is it rubbing? hand……

"Uh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Wei Ning's Adam's Apple sucked with the tremors, the vulnerable place was attacked like this, Wei Ning was numb all over, but he couldn't avoid it. At some point, the editor-in-chief's hand reached into his clothes, and he was completely naked inside the sweater. The editor-in-chief easily When he touched it, his body was taken advantage of, and he put his hand in the back of his waist again, pinching Wei Ning's buttocks.

"Hmm..." With his fingers finally withdrawn, Wei Ning looked at the silver thread between his lips and the editor-in-chief's fingertips with red eye circles. He was so embarrassed that he turned around abruptly and pushed the editor-in-chief with both hands: " You...how can you be in heat at any time..." While speaking, Wei Ning found that his clothes were pushed up to his chest by the editor-in-chief. It was only covered by a thin apron... Wei Ning was about to cry but found out that the editor-in-chief made him an artificial breast...

"I'm not here to do this kind of thing with you... Let go...don't..." The editor-in-chief inserted both hands into his trousers and kneaded his buttocks. Wei Ning showed a very tangled expression, and the editor-in-chief suddenly kissed him, His tongue pressed against his throat and sucked fiercely, Wei Ning's breath was taken away, and he felt in a trance that he was about to be swallowed by the other party. He closed his eyes, his mind went blank for a moment, and he was dazzled for a while, almost feeling like he was suffocating to death.

"Ha..." The moment his lips parted, Wei Ning let out a distant panting sound, dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and the editor's breathing was entangled with him. It took Wei Ning a long time to realize that he was hugging him tightly in a trance Editor's neck.

"I...I'm going to cook noodles..." Wei Ning pushed the editor-in-chief away violently, hurriedly pulled off his clothes, ran to the stove, filled the pot with water, and turned on the fire.While waiting for the water to boil, Wei Ning felt like he was in the pot, feeling uncomfortable. The editor-in-chief exuded an aura that disturbed his heart. Standing in the same kitchen with him became a torment, but Wei Ning still couldn't help sneaking a peek at the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief looked very calm, and methodically put the beef in the microwave to heat it up, and then directed Wei Ning: "The noodles are in the cabinet door on your right."

Wei Ning lowered his head, opened the cupboard door to take the dried noodles, he was very unconvinced, even if he did that kind of thing, the editor-in-chief was able to handle it with ease, what happened just now was just teasing himself, but he always overreacted, so fucking Shame on me!

Han Jianguo, how many times have you made love to be able to make things so calm and easy!

Grabbing a handful of dried noodles and putting them in the pot, Wei Ning chopped three tomatoes and threw them in, and squeezed a big tomato sauce, so he felt a little relieved.